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My home is not a location

By Natalie MaileoiPublished 4 years ago 1 min read
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I wander the world to find my worth

I wander to find my home

I have cried since the day of my birth

Like so, I’ve been so alone

I raised my right hand to find me

The uniform led me to you

We never had the right timing

Somehow we still made it through

Over a decade has passed

With it came children who’ve grown

I didn’t think we could last

Only God could’ve known

I thought my home was a place

A destination of peace

When I look at your face

I know I could live on the street

My home is not a location

But a feeling I get when you’re near

It changes with each iteration

It grows when I let go of fear

It’s not on your skin when we touch

It’s not on your lips when we kiss

Though I can feel it so much

I never knew home could be this

You give me a feeling of hope

I wandered and sometimes I’d hide

I didn’t know how to cope

Till I realized home was inside

love poems

About the Creator

Natalie Maileoi

You’ve looked into my eyes and found the answers you’ve been longing for. My eyes don’t hold the key, my heart does.

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